So, we had a party yesterday.

Well, we went to one at least.  It was at my cousins house, so all of my family was there.  The party went mostly like this:

I arrive around 3:00, depressed.  You may wonder why.  Then, I see some nice, juicy, bloody steak.  I eat, like, 10 pieces, and I even soaked them in extra blood!  Next, this kid I met and became friends with goes up to one of my cousins and her two friends (They are all 12, for the most part.) and challenge them to a game of basketball.  And they expect me to play.  ME????  In case you don’t know, I suck at basketball.  Well, we played the game, me and my friend vs. the three girls.  We won, me scoring 2 baskets and him scoring 19.  Isn’t that great?  The girls lost by two points.  I go back inside to eat some more nice, bloody steak.  Then the next few hours consist of me and the friend trying to use my cousins Macbook to make some music.  He actually wrote a pretty good song.  The we went into the pool.  The water was very cold, and we got out soon.  Then we went back to the music.  I tried playing Guitar Hero, but failed on easy after 2 notes.  Then we challenged the girls again, but this time the friends sister was on their team, and his 6 year old brother was on our team.  Joy.  We beat them again, but I was just a decoy.  Then the friend left, and I spent the rest of the night reading reviews on terrible video games while this one girl threw stuff at me.  I must have looked like an idiot, as I blamed her father, who was sitting next to her.  Then we left at 11:50, and arrived back home at one in the morning.  Then I fall asleep.

Mmm, bloody steak.  Man, that was good.